Drabble Day

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This week's prompt:
A Place To Belong

~100 - 1000 words. For longer fics, please leave a link to it in the comments.

~Graphics are welcome! *hint, hint*

~If your drabble/graphic contains spoilers, please use the spoiler cut. < lj - spoiler > < / lj - spoiler > (no spaces)

~Have fun!

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Home Sweet Home

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Characters: Charming, Henry, Emma
Rating: G

Home Sweet Home
Charming picked Henry up at school to take him to Emma at the sheriff’s office.

Henry got in and sat staring out the window for a few minutes. He suddenly looked over at Charming in the driver’s seat.

“Grandpa, did you know that Mom and I are looking for a place to live?”

“I had heard.” Charming smiled. “I think your grandmother was hoping that you and your mom would come back and live with us.”

“Mom said that it would be too crowded there. Maybe we should all look for a new place. We could find somewhere we all could live together.” Henry suggested.

“I would like that and so would Snow. But your mom is a grown woman and she doesn’t need to live with her parents.” Charming said with a sad sigh. “We will be over all the time with your uncle.”

“I know but it isn’t the same. I just want a place where we can all call home. You know a place where we all belong. I missed having family in New York.” Henry said.

“You will always have family, Henry. You and your mom are part of our heart and that is where you will always belong.” Charming said as he pulled up into the parking lot of the sheriff’s office. “Give your mom a kiss for me. I need to go get some diapers.”

“Will do!” Henry got out and waved as charming drove off. He went inside and gave Emma a kiss.

“What was that for?” Emma asked, slightly suspicious.

“Grandpa sent it.” Henry said. He held up his backpack and grinned. “I have homework.”

“Yeah kid, you better get to it.” Emma said as she watched him sit at the table and pull out his schoolbooks. She smiled.

Henry looked up at her and returned the smile. “Mom, this is where we belong and I’m glad to be home.”

“Me too kid.” Emma said with a feeling of contentment.

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Outside grey clouds hug low and a chill wind blew. Regina stood at her bedroom window watching the leaves scud down the empty street. With a sigh of disgust, she turned away and stomped down the stairs. Everywhere she looked were reminders of home; her true home The Enchanted Forest. She stopped and tilted her head. Was it her true home? While Daniel lived it felt like home. Then her mother killed him and married her off to King Leopold. Regina refused to even acknowledge Snow White's role in that whole tragedy. After that, the Forest no longer felt like home. She thought this new place, this place she created, would finally feel like home. Yet, it didn't. Even the presence of her beloved son, Henry, didn't make it feel like home. She sank down on the floor and pulled her legs up to her chest. Resting her chin on her knees, she wrapped her arms around her legs and drew in deep breaths to keep from crying. All she ever wanted was a place to belong; a place where someone loved her and wanted her. Instead, she felt like the leaves outside. She simply floated along never truly belonging anywhere.
"Daniel," she whispered and began to cry. Without him, she would never find her place in either world. She would never have a place to belong and call home.

Warmth, Happiness, and Love (G/K)

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Emma looks around her at her family. Henry's hugging her tightly, his arms around her middle, but while Emma's returning her child's hug, she's also thinking.

"What?" her mother asks, knowing something is on her mind.

Emma smiles somewhat guiltily but doesn't shy away from the question. "I used to think I'd never have any of this."

"Family?" Mary Margaret questions.

"Friends?" asks Ruby, having arrived with their dinner.

Emma nods, but before she can speak again, her father does so quietly. "A place to belong," David muses aloud.

Emma's eyes widen as she looks at him. "All of the above," she admits, wondering how he knew.

David smiles at his daughter and wraps his arm closer around his wife's lithe shoulders. The old adage is true, he knows: Like father, like daughter. Emma grew up thinking she would never have any of this, any of what she deserves, a loving family, friends, a child who forgives her every time she messes up, and as he was growing up on his family's farm as a child, David had thought he would never have anything more than what he had then and would never fit in anywhere else.

When he had been forced to pretend to be the Prince, he had feared he would lose not only his mother but everything he cherished. But along the way, he had found Snow. They had made friends and a family. Now, just as his mother had wished for him and he himself had yearned, he truly did have it all: a place to belong, a place, a home filled with warmth, happiness, and love. He hugs his wife and continues to smile quietly at his daughter, his thoughts his own.

The End